Strumming My Pain With His Fingers


Singing My Life With His Words


Killing Me Softly With His Song


Killing Me Softly With His Song


Telling My Whole Life With His Words


Killing Me Softly, With His Song





I Heard He Sang A Good Song, I Heard He Had A Style


And So I Came To See Him, And Listen For A While


And There He Was, This Young Bwoy, A Stranger To My Eyes


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I Felt All Flushed With Fever, Embarrassed By The Crowd


I Felt He Found My Letters, And Read Each One Out Loud


I Prayed That He Would Finish, But He Just Kept Right On


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He Sang As If He Knew Me, And All My Dark Despair


He Kept On Looking Right Through Me As If I Wasn't There


And Then He Kept On Singing, Singing Clear And Strong


(repeat Chorus Till Fade)